tongue outstretched, fur brushing my
cheeks, sore from smiling
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#dailyhaikuprompt :: snow #micropoetry #poetrysky #vss365
tongue outstretched, fur brushing my
cheeks, sore from smiling
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#dailyhaikuprompt :: snow #micropoetry #poetrysky #vss365
believing in a god who
created us uniquely, 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 and
𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 made they said
but still
managing to hold space for
hatred toward someone just for being
𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵
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#micropoetry #poetrysky #vss365
believing in a god who
created us uniquely, 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 and
𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 made they said
but still
managing to hold space for
hatred toward someone just for being
𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵
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#micropoetry #poetrysky #vss365
my eyes resist opening
just five more minutes
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#dailyhaikuprompt :: morning, cloud, sea #micropoetry #poetrysky #vss365
my eyes resist opening
just five more minutes
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#dailyhaikuprompt :: morning, cloud, sea #micropoetry #poetrysky #vss365
to render aid to a child
navigating a perilous darkness i
cannot even
𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯
to understand
i have no idea
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#micropoetry #poetrysky #vss365
to render aid to a child
navigating a perilous darkness i
cannot even
𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯
to understand
i have no idea
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#micropoetry #poetrysky #vss365
failing to internalize
past is not present
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#dailyhaikuprompt :: ice (guarded heart)
#micropoetry #poetrysky #vss365
failing to internalize
past is not present
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#dailyhaikuprompt :: ice (guarded heart)
#micropoetry #poetrysky #vss365
nestled in a quiet cave
fills my cup two-fold
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#dailyhaikuprompt :: spring, water, dark #micropoetry #poetrysky
nestled in a quiet cave
fills my cup two-fold
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#dailyhaikuprompt :: spring, water, dark #micropoetry #poetrysky
when bombs are falling,
when mothers
hold their dying children,
when children look
for the mothers, finding
only ache,
how men without spines
shout
as if loudness
proves anything,
as if their hearts
are not made of stones—
we are all sinking,
all famished
for something
more.
when bombs are falling,
when mothers
hold their dying children,
when children look
for the mothers, finding
only ache,
how men without spines
shout
as if loudness
proves anything,
as if their hearts
are not made of stones—
we are all sinking,
all famished
for something
more.
circulating central air
cuddling squishmallow
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#dailyhaikuprompt :: mosquito cold night
circulating central air
cuddling squishmallow
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#dailyhaikuprompt :: mosquito cold night
forest canopy, eyes closed
finding sense of peace
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#dailyhaikuprompt :: tall grass breath
forest canopy, eyes closed
finding sense of peace
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#dailyhaikuprompt :: tall grass breath